mannequin moments: mike's place
wicked tuna
He made a mean tuna melt—jalapeños, Hellman’s, marble rye. Always had a kind word when my mom and I stopped by the store for coffee and gossip. And his grilling skills were island-renowned.
His lawn ornaments, though, were legendary.
A pair of mannequins, outfitted according to season and sport. Patriots jersey in fall; Red Sox uniform in spring; bikini in summer. During hunting season, a deer statue appeared. And the dude in the woods.
Mike died last year: too soon, too young. His mannequin collection was sold at the annual summer Fireman’s Auction. Immortal reminders as unique as Mike.
mannequin moments is an occasional microseries; read the first one here!
Interesting character! I’m sure he will be missed very much along with his mannequins.
Oh, this is sad. Wherever he is, I hope mannequins were waiting for him